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Pagina 2
... mind were none the less grateful for their present rest after the strain , and I felt nothing loth to indulge both freely . As the bitter north wind came howling against my well - draped window , giving promise of a bleak and ...
... mind were none the less grateful for their present rest after the strain , and I felt nothing loth to indulge both freely . As the bitter north wind came howling against my well - draped window , giving promise of a bleak and ...
Pagina 3
... mind to pleasant sleep by yet another reading of that noblest of all Yule - tide Idylls , " A Christmas Carol - by Charles Dickens . " The morning of Christmas Eve broke more hopefully than yesterday had promised , a dash of sunshine ...
... mind to pleasant sleep by yet another reading of that noblest of all Yule - tide Idylls , " A Christmas Carol - by Charles Dickens . " The morning of Christmas Eve broke more hopefully than yesterday had promised , a dash of sunshine ...
Pagina 6
... mind respecting my friend . But it soon became impossible to resist them . The hour of George's return got later and later , and the flushed face and glistening eye that met my gaze , when I opened the door for him , after my solitary ...
... mind respecting my friend . But it soon became impossible to resist them . The hour of George's return got later and later , and the flushed face and glistening eye that met my gaze , when I opened the door for him , after my solitary ...
Pagina 8
... mind to go right away ; don't ask me where , nor for what purpose . Give me a hundred pounds for a start , father , and I'll either bring it back with interest , or I'll never come home again . ' Nothing that his mother or I could say ...
... mind to go right away ; don't ask me where , nor for what purpose . Give me a hundred pounds for a start , father , and I'll either bring it back with interest , or I'll never come home again . ' Nothing that his mother or I could say ...
Pagina 9
... mind . I am going to take a situation . I feel that I must have active employment of some kind , and though it troubles me to leave you alone , I know you will get along all right , for Mrs. Harrison is a kind - hearted and motherly ...
... mind . I am going to take a situation . I feel that I must have active employment of some kind , and though it troubles me to leave you alone , I know you will get along all right , for Mrs. Harrison is a kind - hearted and motherly ...
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Pasaje populare
Pagina 103 - There stands the messenger of truth: there stands The legate of the skies! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the gospel whispers peace.
Pagina 34 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Pagina 34 - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving : No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Pagina 46 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Pagina 33 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Pagina 34 - It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies ; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour.
Pagina 284 - I SAY to thee, — do thou repeat To the first man thou mayest meet In lane, highway, or open street, — That he and we and all men move Under a canopy of love, As broad as the blue sky above ; That doubt and trouble, fear and pain, And anguish, all are shadows vain, That death itself shall not remain ; That weary deserts we may tread, A dreary labyrinth may thread, Through dark ways underground be led; Yet, if we will...
Pagina 35 - HEAP on more wood ! — the wind is chill ; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
Pagina 36 - On Christmas eve the mass was sung ; That only night in all the year Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear. The damsel donned her kirtle sheen ; The hall was dressed with holly green ; Forth to the wood did merry men go, To gather in the mistletoe.
Pagina 186 - Which I wish to remark, And my language is plain, That for ways that are dark And for tricks that are vain, The heathen Chinee is peculiar, Which the same I would rise to explain.